Nights where the pillow becomes the tissue
You were suppose to love me until the endless nights and through the array of tears
But you vanish in the middle of the night and never came back
Written by Lyrical Passion
"Tears from my Inkwell"
Nights where the pillow becomes the tissue
You were suppose to love me until the endless nights and through the array of tears
But you vanish in the middle of the night and never came back
Written by Lyrical Passion
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